Far far away in the north pole. It was October 15th so Santa was working tirelessly. It had been seven years since Pitch was thrown into that hole but it seemed like only yesterday. Santa still felt the pain from losing all of those believers in such a small amount of time. He still felt a twinge of pain in his back from time to time but it was no big deal, he would just have a hot cup of Choco and then laugh at some of the elves.
Suddenly one of the snowmen bust through the door. Santa jumped out of his chair and landed flat on his back.
"There's the pain again. UGH." Santa thought.
The Abominable snowman started saying something in a hurried voice to fast for Santa to know what he was saying.
"Hold on, Slow down, and start over." Santa said.
Minuets later Santa burst through the doors into the believers room. He shoved one of the elves out of his way, grabbed the rails, and scanned the miniature globe of believers. Then something caught his eye. A little patch of blood red dots almost undiscovered in north America. Santa did not hesitate in calling the other guardians. A big red button was uncovered and Santa smashed it in.
Far away in north America in a little town called Witherwood there was a mansion on the outskirts of the town surrounded by dead trees, dead bushes, and a creek that had dried up and was now filled with weeds.
"They What?" The words resounded throughout the entire mansion.
"Sir they found us. Apparently they have some kind of believer pinning device." A man wearing a tuxedo said bowing.
"What about the field? They should not have been able to bring it down!" The voice said angrily.
"Sir the barrier was weakened considerably seven years ago when pitch was thrown into a slumber." The servant said.
"Pitch huh? Haven't seen him in a while. How is he?" The master asked.
"Sir he is being mentally torn apart by nightmares." The man said.
"Stupid mongrel. Should have not played with forces that he could not control." The master chuckled. "Fetch him for me."
"Yes sir I will dispatch a Dulahan immediately." The mortal said bowing.
"We have a dulahan…. Sweet." The voice said with excitement.
Simon didn't sign up for this. His master told him it would be very profitable but this whole problem brought him into a whole new world where Santa, and the Easter bunny actually existed.
"But I guess that the money is worth the trouble." Simon thought as he dispatched a carriage driven by a headless dulahan.
"How is it that he doesn't even know that he has these creatures in his army?" Simon thought shaking his head in a kind of awkward pity at the thought.